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Broken ButterfliesI opened my mouth and coughed out the wingsBroken Butterflies in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Throwing up the colors,
From once beautiful things.
They crawl up my throat,
And pry through my teeth,
Revealing the darkness,
I've hid underneath.
Her words echo in my head,
I try to stand.
But fall instead.
They no longer had that fluttery feel.
I guess the love had lost its appeal.
I cough and clutch at the hole in my chest.
Thinking ironically,
Is this just love at its best?
She said she hates the world.
But I know she loves it so,
I have seen her on the hill,
With the evening afterglow.
She feeds them with my beating heart
Enticing them
Like the sweetest tart.
While clut
one step forward, two steps aheadSoftly, slowly.one step forward, two steps ahead in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The grains tumble on down.
Except for a whisper,
they don't dare make a sound.
Step by step
We move away from the past.
like steady drops of sand,
Being viewed from stained glass.
Softly and slow
Drop by drop
forced to step and never stop.
We slowly fade away
Like sand in a broken hour glass.
Always on different paths,
We may only brush by.
Never to touch,
Until the day we die.
MarionetteThe strings dig deep into her veins.Marionette in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She moves with them,
To dull the pain.
A painted face,
With a printed smile,
Her emotions left unversitile.
She dances alone, secluded,
Forlorn and deluded.
A disaster.
And only for her twisted master.
A mental crafter,
A vile bastard.
Only I can see the tears,
And only I know all her fears.
I flick my fingers to the right,
On my command she stands up right.
I flick my finger to the left.
She'd murder all the ones she left.
Maybe its love,
Or maybe it's insane.
I don't know the reasons,
Or why she's bound with chains.
I just can't help but love,
Her face so filled with pain.
Where The Impossible Tries To BeTake me to a place, she said;Where The Impossible Tries To Be in Free Verse More Like This
my dreams no longer see.
My heart is breaking, my will is gone;
I'm not who I used to be.
Show me the place you can only see once;
a world for just you and me.
Take me there, to that place;
where the impossible tries to be.
Where the light and the dark share their love;
where the sun and the moon dance above.
A place where the grass and wind
become the sea;
and splash their waves all over me.
Clouds are colors that become the sky;
taste them as they pass on by.
A place where Angels go to cry;
and tears rain down from cold clear sky's.
I'll look up sadly through the rain;
and understand the worl
dragons melancholySleep dear girl. The night is late,dragons melancholy in Free Verse More Like This
close your eyes and forget your fate.
Never mind the lies and taunts,
sleep in peace and think nice thoughts.
Please don't worry the night away,
for the sake of a silent k.
Because you're safe among all the mess,
death destruction and pure duress.
I'll be the dragon that keeps you safe,
grips you tight and locked in place.
I'll uncover all that you hide so well,
just to show what's in your shell.
And when I die you'll feel relief,
to be rescued from demons teeth.
I know it's tough your life been hard,
so let me take what you have to guard
The sun is up now we wait,
the moon will ri
Paper Planes (mix)You called again…Paper Planes (mix) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like I don't know what you want to do.
And I'm still folding these letters,
Pretending my words just might reach you.
So I let it ring…
Hiding from the rain,
And the feelings it brings.
while hiding from the pain.
Reminded of when we spent the days,
Like they'd always last.
Now all we have are memories,
That belong to the past.
And I'm just sitting here…
Still trapped under the rain.
Waiting for the chance,
To send these paper planes.
Some days
I look out the windows
Thinking about where the time goes,
How I let it slip away,
While I watched the clock tick,
It's way throughout the day.
Sky FallIt’s always when it’s raining...Sky Fall in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She calls me on the phone.
Her voice worried and hysterical,
Compelling me to get home.
She says
The sky is falling…
That everything’s coming down.
She can feel the whole world crying,
And she’s afraid she going to drown.
Hiding under an umbrella.
Isolated on her bed.
Maybe to keep the rain out,
Or the rumors that have spread.
Trying to ignore them,
Like the voices in her head.
She shuts her eyes to scream,
But silent raindrops fall
instead.
She believes
That one day,
The clouds might go away.
it leaves me stifled and choked,
When even on the sunny days,
it makes no sense,
Catch An Angel Catch an angel with a prayer,Catch An Angel in Free Verse More Like This
Push it down and strip it bare.
Rip its wings from the bone,
To never let it fly back home.
Trap it, lock it, and bind it close,
To hide away, from the eyes of most.
It flaps it's bones left on its back, a haunting sound.
Click, clack. Click clack.
Catch an angel so they say,
To make the bad luck go away.
Hurt the angel if you dare,
To bring upon the world despair.
In your sadness and through your rage,
It beckons you closer to the cage.
It drags you in,
Holds you close,
To rid the pain that hurts the most.
Trick the god with a lie,
Because the angel has to die.
It sleeps so
Dignity EscapingSoggy paper boatDignity Escaping in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
follows sunset across tame
waters, tracking souls.
FlatliningPebbles skip acrossFlatlining in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
flat waters, the rippling
of summer's mistake.
Jaded GoodbyesThe forest colorsJaded Goodbyes in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
me periwinkle, sunlight
catching in hurt eyes.
ShamefacedEarly morning cloudsShamefaced in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
part like covers; running late,
the sun blushes pink.
Flirting with SpringDripping paint splotches--Flirting with Spring in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
a snowy owl flits across
a crescent moon.
Robin SongsIce on the window;Robin Songs in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
a red-breasted robin sings,
remembering spring.
Dreaming IvoryI dreamt you were a poetDreaming Ivory in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
running from the moon--
morning of pale spring.
August WatersSlipping silently,August Waters in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
the water on their scales--
deep sea mermaids.
Mine to Steal: Brunhilde's SongCoiling serpents with ruby eyesMine to Steal: Brunhilde's Song in Free Verse More Like This
Seek not for what is mine to steal
For in the night I'll surely give
A silver band and golden sword
Beyond a cage of flames and frogs
To frozen walls of ice and snow
Flows through a solemn lullaby
Humming stories to be told
Sing not to me a coward's tale
With sparkling eyes and living breath
Leave a heart like mine to steal
And let a silent message hold
Shield those eyes with ruby gems
Seek not for what is mine to steal
For in the night I'll surely give
A golden helm and silver spear
The Girl That Created SoundWith a spark of inspirationThe Girl That Created Sound in Free Verse More Like This
The girl picked up her palette
And retrieved her brush
Before watching closely
She saw her creatures gather
Close together
But without communication
She splashed a shiny brown
Onto her canvas
With small pieces of black
She added fine lines for string
And gaping holes for pipes
The girl carefully painted
Something on their faces
For sound to come from
With a delighted laugh
She created letters
Calligraphy
And painted them into her books
And upon the minds of her people
She gave her creatures voice
With each careful stroke
And tentative creation
And hummed song
She painted whispering gossip
U
AliceShe is bound by padded silk chainsAlice in Free Verse More Like This
Along a cold white wall with no windows
But it has a simple door just small enough
For ideas to be taken and hidden far away
Beyond the failing distance her mind can see from
But she is still forced to hold eternally close
To the words she spouted carelessly in her past
That whispered and shouted of clouds and birds
That loyally took new shapes for her
As a fortune most simply cannot see
Nor will they ever attempt to glimpse
Still he promised to forever love her
And follow her wisps no matter where they float to
With her mentalities cracked and all
As he jumps first into pitfalls and secrets
Look, Here!Can you see,Look, Here! in Free Verse More Like This
Hanging by a thread?
To preserve my pride
Better left for dead...
Meant to BeEscape from the flames of fantasyMeant to Be in Free Verse More Like This
Dyed red from poor wrath
Without opening those eyes
To the frozen blue world
In which everything is the same
Both in the present and past
With only a path of grey stone
To branch into the future
But reality is blocked
From the colors of the ice and flames
And those eyes can only see
The grey of what is meant to be
RapunzelRapunzel, RapunzelRapunzel in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let down
Your golden braid
So I may have
A fortune made
Rapunzel, Rapunzel
Sing loud
And very clear
Someone passing
Just may hear
Rapunzel, Rapunzel
Whisper soft
In the light
And perhaps
It'll be tonight
Rapunzel, Rapunzel
Do not
Be too afraid
So I may have
A fortune made
Hidden MusicCaged behind barsHidden Music in Drama More Like This
The lark tries to sing
As the unwritten melody
Begins to ring
Sounding through the room
Empty as can be
Without the emotion
Lost trying to be free
Stars shine through the window
Brightening the sky
But the lark can do nothing
The lark can only cry
Rain patters on the clouds
Flickering by the moon
Until night surrounds her
Coming all too soon
The city lost to flames
Masked by innocent cloaks
The hawks continue to fly
As their wings go up in smoke
Lost battles become forgotten
Bloody fields too
The world travels on
How they tried to renew
Yet the song is still heard
Through deep memories tread
Because
Lady of ViennaO Lady of Vienna, why do you cross your smiles and lock away your gowns of lace and silk from times you would prefer to forget?Lady of Vienna in Free Verse More Like This
You used to waltz with pride as you seemed to enrich the entirety of the ballroom and its candlelight with your glimmering smile, tantalizing others with a glance as well as in your partner's strong arms and nearly calloused palms that have never thought of holding another, but he is all you knew and still continue to know.
So why choose to throw away untold riches accumulated over thousands of years, treasures that your people willingly created for you alone, with honest and true intentions gracing their thoughts
Unpredictable StormsStorms have never been ones for pleasantriesUnpredictable Storms in Free Verse More Like This
As flighty spirits with unstable desires
That simply wish to bring destruction
To all those that cross their enraged path
With all crossroads leading to an uncertain fate
Because storms have always been
Unpredictable
In ways that a mortal cannot comprehend
As their urges are insignificant
But still mirror those of the storms
As they are shaped in a lost image
Once taken to by the ancient summer's day
To shield their pastel figures from the darkness
Cast by sullen clouds over ruined fates
That were beyond the reach of restless fae
One That Burns FireA little man holds fire in his handOne That Burns Fire in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Something known all across the land
Still he is unable to catch a glimpse
Though modern machines have tried since
Yet he is safe behind weary masks
Forever amused by tedious tasks
Keeping hold to slight burst
While watching in simplistic mirth
But that little man does not know
That which he holds shares a common foe
And as his mind begins to fall
It cannot bother him at all
For a true flame will never die
When there is still one left to cry
Neon RainbowAfternoon, I sleep awoken,Neon Rainbow in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
with a mess inside my mind.
In a place i'll know forever,
I will never leave behind.
But then cobalts call me, sky.
Life in blossom, firefly.
A smile once appears in me,
In rainbow palette,
With a wondered look,
a small sihouette.
Happiness, a burst of sweetness, joy.
Dash of love, and i am just a boy.
A spectrum, imploding heart,
there's no side to back.
Just need breathe, and be alone,
retrieve the attack.
Beauty at day, shining arc.
Fades out away, It's a dream.
When it's not, during night.
Raises upon neon beam.
Now i am able to see.
Not what is, but what will be.
Dream. and never sleep,
I
Twenty OneAll my life has been a shuffe,Twenty One in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
cut it now, let's make a deal.
For, my hands can't keep on playing,
to this end is all i feel.
What you have to keep ongoing?
Tel me stranger, times of last.
But, I'm suited man of business,
both our times you follow fast.
'Do you know about my story?'
Asked the soldier, breathing air.
Shady stranger with no answer,
'Better now, we'll play it fair'
First of all, the lose of loved one,
Times of that, I wasn't. Gone.
Lonely wounded walking stranger.
Ace of Hearts, I am alone.
Long before i fell for pardon,
Banner-figter, proudly chose.
Now, the ghosts of my ambition;
Diamond Ace, my thorning ros
TaleSomethingTale in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Inside it.
The trees and the air.
Something
That haunts me.
My monsters are there.
'It comes'
'It's here'
'It hears'
'You fear'
Beasts
out of shadows.
Their hearts pumping ink.
Skins
coal-polluted.
With eyes that can't blink.
'It's teeth'
'It's hand'
'My fear'
command
Witches
and Demons.
Where all born to grow.
Bandits
and Liars.
And I never know.
'the wolf'
-It's gone
'a chill'
'to bone'
Deep
in the forest
Where light non arrive.
There
in the forest.
Where dreams are alive.
'No hood'
'No red'
'no gun'
'no shed'
Keep
looking always.
Your back not to
The fantastic store of Mr. GoawayI've got fiddles,The fantastic store of Mr. Goaway in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I've got riddles.
I've got things I shouldn't have.
'Just don't tell anyone, OK?'
Books of horror, love and drama,
See this one? It's supertragic.
But you come here not for stories,
But to learn some fancy magic.
'Am I right?'
So, come and listen boy.
The thing is not a toy.
Don't touch, or you'll get burned.
'Article tewnty three: The owner of the shop is legally responsible for any injuries the customers may suffer... Who wrote this thing?'
Or into something turned...
A little bit of this.
A little bit of that.
A spark a flash and BOO!
And you just lost your hat.
'The funny thing is that you'll probably n
Neon woundThe city full,Neon wound in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
of Neon light.
Up with It's dress,
of- blazing night.
The city, never sleeping,
with days that go along.
The sound of million voices,
that sing a silent song.
Under flashes - that remind me,
that I'm blind.
I can see - people's broken,
gentlemind.
The reason - forgotten
in the grey.
Break their sun - ever now
It's O;K
Firebreath - Burn their gods
make them see.
That the way - It's a hell
It can't be.
The city, silent forest.
The eyes now open wide.
A thousand minds now going.
With freedom at their side.
The city full,
of Neon light.
Up with It's dress,
of- blazing night.
Voices Of The ClockI look up and the clock chimes twelve,Voices Of The Clock in Free Verse More Like This
And I witness silent whistles working the night,
Under the flaming furies of crimson candlelight.
Into a grave of loneliness with despair I do delve,
To find happiness beyond my own shrouded sight.
I look up and the clock chimes eleven,
And I hear quiet sprockets slaving the morning,
Under the twitching tears of yellow yawning.
Down in a hell of woe I so long to give in,
But I seek joy before I start my misery mourning.
I look up and the clock chimes ten,
And I see vague gears governing the day,
Under the burning blades of cyan clay.
Yet here in this pit of hunger I'm about to begin,
On a b
HarbingerFrom beyond a space where time is still,Harbinger in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Rises a monster who wields a murderous will.
Crimson cuts of corruption line it's carapace,
Yielding imperial eyes on a merciless face,
Engines erupt to herald the harbinger's haste.
From beyond a silence where life is dead,
Moves a deity who haunts a ponderous head.
Purple parts of penetration mark it's form,
Daunting funereal cries by a tactless storm,
Circuits corrode to hail the harbinger's harm.
From beyond a sorrow where joy is lost,
Roams a terror who obeys a wonderous ghost.
Black bolts of beatification hold it's sword,
Slaying mercurial lies to a reckless word,
Diodes deduce to
Reign Of DeathBeware of demons sleeping in the dark,Reign Of Death in Free Verse More Like This
Flames lick their faces and like dogs they bark.
Wake up in a land under the reign of death,
To a severe existence of eternal agony,
Where nothing but venom escapes your breath.
Beware of sinners basking in the smoke,
Lashes slit their lips like snakes they choke.
Wake up in a land under the reign of doom,
To a extreme catastrophe of continuing pain,
Where nothing but evil escapes your womb.
Beware of liars waiting in the light,
Whips crack their wrists like lions they fight.
Wake up in a land under the reign of despair,
To a dire isotope of infinite screams,
Where nothing but love escapes
The Blind WitnessGouging out the innocence from my eyes,The Blind Witness in Free Verse More Like This
Bleeding red under the blackest sweet skies.
When all I witness before me is dour death,
Under bleak air that freezes all but frigid breath,
Where nothing screams but their silent lost cries.
Plucking out the oppulence from my mind,
Burning amber along the whitest loneliest line.
When all I witness before me is stale suicide,
Beside meek water that pleases all but morbid homicide,
Where nothing sleeps but their violet empty wine.
Sucking out the exuberance from my visage,
Boiling green above the gravest murder machine.
When all I witness before me is twisted terrorisation,
Opposite weak sa
PariahFollow me down the back streets of death,Pariah in Free Verse More Like This
Where rats fester even on the sewer's smoking breath,
Carry on if you dare to become lost in that labyrinth of life.
It's a simple journey you take by yourself this time,
Always remember and never regret your sorrows and your strife.
Follow me down the thin alleys of despair,
Where cats mingle even on the corridor's curving stair,
Continue on if you must to become one in that ovarian of optimism.
It's a guiltless sojourn you chose by no man but crime,
Always forgive and never forget your health or your heroism.
Follow me down the wide roads of dementia,
Where bats perform even on the people
Running On EmptyI'm losing all sense of control,Running On Empty in Free Verse More Like This
Bleeding away my heart and my soul.
So break out of despair in the moonlit dawn,
Because tomorrow may never come,
When voids echo out the chasm of a yawn.
I'm losing all means of sanity,
Decaying away my flesh and my vanity.
So let go of depression in the twilight sun,
Because tonight will never last,
When explosions spiral out the barrel of a gun.
I'm losing all desire of sight,
Shredding away my bones and my might.
So wake up from death in the starlit constellation,
Because yesterday shall never return,
When lies breathe out the smile of a felicitation.
Ode Of The ForsakenSlip away into that enthralling charm of hell,Ode Of The Forsaken in Free Verse More Like This
So you can witness fantastical puffs of your putrid smoke,
Bellowing out vague words that inflate to let off a wild yell.
No dark dream nor nuanced nightmare,
But a breathing reality into which the forsaken have awoke.
Screams of tragic horror that seeps out to be alive,
So you can glimpse the damned future of your fetid teeth,
Whispering out steel voices that quieten eyes looking to forgive.
No honest heart nor mournful mind,
But a crying brutality into which the forsaken know no heath.
Shadows writhe in the chaotic depths of their graves,
So you can sense the whimsical mind of your m
Here Today Gone TomorrowDo whatever you feel girl,Here Today Gone Tomorrow in Free Verse More Like This
It's no pain to have no more tears to bleed.
Just don't let my emotions penetrate you,
It's a soul filled with sorrow that lives to feed,
But tomorrow comes to take me away if only I could stay.
Do whatever you need girl,
It's no hate to have no more scars to tear.
Just don't let my feelings violate you,
It's a mind lost in mourning that wants to care,
But tomorrow dawns and I'll be gone to walk the night alone.
Do whatever you desire girl,
It's no fear to have no more limbs to maim.
Just don't let my thoughts desecrate you,
It's a heart broke from lovesick that longs to claim,
But tomorrow rises to gr
Negative ViolationYou take away my pleasure,Negative Violation in Free Verse More Like This
You take away my pain,
You stick a stainless blade in deep.
To take the greatest of honesty's treasure,
And never will we hear my beating heart again.
But you lack the guts to understand,
Misery or malice from my point of view.
You take away the most important thing,
That by rights is not even yours,
So here. Right now. You grasp death in a dire hand.
You take away my life,
You take away my love,
You smile a soulless tear to weep.
To strike with the brightest of treachery's knife,
And never will they see my haunting angel dove.
But you fake the cuts to manipulate,
Sin or sorrow from my mind without a
The Writer's One Second SparkSense no darkness when I am wide awake and on fire,The Writer's One Second Spark in Free Verse More Like This
I could do this for another second, another minute, another hour.
Oh what creativity in this cortex that blossoms like the simple flower,
How these intricate rhymes of innocent words give my heart,
Such a pounding energy of pride to recycle my writer's power.
Sense no blindness when I am wide awake and full of desire,
I could do this for another day, another week, another year.
Oh what brilliance in this brain that emotes like the complex tear,
How those delicate rhythms of distant beats give my soul,
Such a resounding spark of arrogance to rekindle my writer's fear.
Memories of the PastMemories of the PastMemories of the Past in Free Verse More Like This
Do you remember the blue summer sky?
Free of clouds and full of dreams
Our lives were so wonderful
All day long together with friends free of all worries
Do you remember the bikes that we used to ride?
I remember riding till the very end of the sunlight
All those times we fall and then got back up again
I remember all of it all the fun that was to be together
Do you remember the nights?
Nights full of games of hide and seek
And the fireflies were the only thing that shined in the dark
Also the sound of the crickets that echoes till the dawn
I remember all of that with sorrow in my heart
The way we were yo
AvalonAvalonAvalon in Free Verse More Like This
Disaster struck upon the Earth
Chaos spread like a wildfire
And the humanity split
Turning on one another
Soon nothing was left but the bare dust of the burned
The virus spread and killed everyone
And in time the dead came back to life
Hunting the living and punishing them for their sins
The Armageddon came and we couldn't escape
The world fell in to the dust of destruction
With each day the living decay as the dead arise
With each moment the remains of humanity fade
The sun blazes over the dying lands
The dry rivers and burned fields
Only the road keeps on going forever
Only the road keeps us alive
We move from
Sad AliceSad AliceSad Alice in Short Stories More Like This
Oh the never ending rain. The clouds so gloomy and depressing and the world is just stopped at bay. The gray clouds consume the skies while the mists surround all that exist. The sunshine never touches the pale faces of the people. Their heads are down, their umbrellas are spread and the rain, the rain won't stop falling from the angry heavens. The world is running on slow motion and heading towards upcoming end. No passion in the movements, no life the breath of the stereotypical nature of humans and no fire burns in their eyes. It seems like the world is stopped in one place and it won't move any further than this. And the day, t
DarknessDarkness in Free Verse More Like This
Darkness
The world is dark and so am I
I don't need the sunshine
I don't need empty hopes for tomorrow
It's a cold reality and nothing will change that
Say what you want the sunshine will never come!
Who needs the sun when we have the Moon!
Why do you think the sun will save you?
Don't you wish you were a child of the darkness?
I am one with the darkness and I love it
Try and change me and see what happens next
I won't show you mercy and I will kill you
Take the light of the day away from me and die
I don't want you I want the darkness
It's the only thing I need and I will have it
I am a child of the darkness and so I will be
11 Days - 11 Nights11 Days - 11 Nights in Drama More Like This
11 Days – 11 Nights
Characters:
Joel Midnight – A former soldier of the USA Army. Age 21 not married. Survivor of the zombie outbreak
Frank Damon – Civilian person, former agent of FBI. Age 43 with wife and two kids, survivors of the zombie outbreak.
Sharon Brightstone – Former scientist working for the "Alliance facility" of the "Amber" company. Age not mentioned and no other data is available for her. Level of access: 9! Survivor of the zombie outbreak
David Miller – Former scientist working for the "Alliance facility" of the "Amber" company. Age not mentioned and no other data is available for him. Level of ac
11 Days - 11 NightsThis is about promoting my new story that I am writing but before that I want to say that thanks to our water provider I don't have water this whole day and it was really hot in my town11 Days - 11 Nights in Personal More Like Thisand they said that we would have water by 18:00 this night, now its 20:37 and there is no sign that the water would come
But lets forget about that and talk about my story
Well my story is a multilayer one in which lots of countries would take place and so on. You will see it as the story progresses
For now I will give you a little spoiler:
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She then takes out her phone and dials a unknown number.
Alice:
Говори генерал Алис Кириленко, код за до
Moonlight MachineryMoonlight machinery is ticking and clicking,Moonlight Machinery in Free Verse More Like This
drawing up the water from the ocean,
and dropping it,
letting the waves spill from Posiedon's arms,
as he tries to catch the errant tide.
Will the ocean always haunt me?
I can hear the pounding in my dreams;
all the words I have are water,
salted and cold like tears.
Please let me go.
David Dreams of PaintHe told me he could build me in paint.David Dreams of Paint in Free Verse More Like This
He dreamed of the colours he'd mix for my hair,
the exact tinge of rose for my skin.
He'd splatter me into existence if he could.
"I dream of paintbrushes"
His eyes looked endless in the late afternoon sunlight,
" I dream of paintbrushes and the smell of paint,
The tang of it, metallic and chemical."
His hands move, craving a brush
pale birds stuck without wings.
" The tang of it, metallic and chemical,
and the colours,
all the colours"
Suddenly,
He is strokes of paint,
The golden light encasing him in chiaroscuro dreams.
His hair, daubed thickly on his head,
skin, a thousand different
BellicoseScreaming,Bellicose in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Screaming
I'm spoiling for a fight.
Ready for the gunshots,
Ready for the hotspots,
Ready to make you bleed.
I'm gonna make you wish that you'd never crossed me.
Did you think I'd forget,
Rapier wit,
Razor tongues,
Filleting my flesh,
cooking my self confidence for dinner,
and savouring every last bit.
Did you know that I'm raging.
All of my hate,
Red as blood
feels like it's going to burst from my lungs.
Come pouring out of my mouth.
What's it like to be bad?
To be evil,
To like screwing people until they shatter,
like light bulbs,
I'd cut your feet with glass if I could.
Make you walk on hot coals.
If you
BlissDrenched in the gold of late afternoon sunlight,Bliss in Free Verse More Like This
we can begin again.
We are born of the light and the sound of our name.
Born to be the sun's blissful creatures,
leaking out the light for all of the world to see,
carrying the torch to the dead of night,
calling the bones
to take to flesh again,
to love again.
Did you know a smile is a stamp upon the world?
If I leave you a chunk of beauty,
will you promise to carry the torch
as a creature of bliss?
Sunday MorningPoles hung like partial crucifixions,Sunday Morning in Free Verse More Like This
Throw out lines to catch congregations
of small chattering birds,
Irreverently waiting for a miracle.
A lone seagull coasts through the grey,
Searching for the Atlantic,
that rocky shore a thousand miles away.
Will you settle for a lake
that imagines itself an ocean,
or pine until you are dust
for the salt-stung air?
WaitingWe are still waiting for the thunder from the distant stars,Waiting in Free Verse More Like This
The echo of mortality,
the whispers of a storm, half-remembered,
in sepia-coloured hallways in buildings that smell like books.
Time gets slow in waiting,
ghosts are formed from the wanting,
taking shape in the spaces where sunlight,
or moonlight doesn't touch.
The stars shake from the vibration,
and the ghosts shimmer in anticipation,
but we can't hear your voice in the dead of the night.
SometimesDigital stars make neon scars in the night,Sometimes in Free Verse More Like This
and we are imagining the feeling of sometimes being alive,
and sometimes being in love.
Magazine dreams rip at the seams in the light,
and we are imagining the feeling of sometimes being in love,
and sometimes being alive
Bright coloured cars start highway wars in plain sight,
and we are imagining the feeling of sometimes being alive,
and sometimes being in love.
Tasting the sounds as the ocean pounds against moonlight,
and we are imagining the feeling of sometimes being in love,
and sometimes being alive.
Masterpiece of GlassPick up the piecesMasterpiece of Glass in Free Verse More Like This
Of this shattered glass masterpiece
Hold it together
Hold her together
Until she's strong enough again
Be her bullet vest
Protect this particle masterpiece
Throwing the hammers far
Just makes way for more
More ways to break this shattered glass
And bury it below
Love is a masterpiece
Protect this with all you have
Or it will be broken forever
ConfessionsMy throat is chokingConfessions in Free Verse More Like This
Closing shut at the thought of these words
I'm choking on myself and I can't breathe
Although you're far away
I can still imagine you here
Where these words would choke me to silence
Tonight I'll use these fingertips
And send these thoughts intentionally
I'll rebuild what I've destroyed
I'll be better than I was before
Let goJust let yourself goLet go in Free Verse More Like This
Pretend all you knew was true
And just let go
Know it's true
Feel it's true
But surrender to something more
And forget all your securities
Just let yourself go
Fall into the echoes
The haunting silence
But never be afraid
Because all you know,
Was once unknown
SupernovaThese stars are burning outSupernova in Free Verse More Like This
This night is bright with destruction
Wish upon this burning creation
Wish upon the bricks of the future
BlankLet your mind run riotBlank in Free Verse More Like This
Create,
Percieve,
Explore,
Destroy.
Let your mind be your Universe
be what you want to be
because you are god
Audible EcstacyCaptivate and mesmeriseAudible Ecstacy in Free Verse More Like This
Let you fingers move in sync
Count the times
Match it in rhythms
Vibrate this precious air
Make me think in ways I never knew
Fill me with the unknown
Make me forget my troubles
Drown me in your alcohol
Start me in the morning
Begin my mind with a confused comathought
End me in the evening
Make me sleep with my memories and thoughts
And with the time inbetween
Let my mind run wild with the possibilities you can bring
Nickel wrapped delight in the dark
Pounded animal skins in torturous tune
Vibrating sinews of the beasts in harmonies of gold
These complete me
These deconstruct me
Drug me into a coma
Monologue of a traveller.Monologue of a traveller. in Free Verse More Like This
A shadow lingered on the shattered walls,
swaying in the light of the crescent.
He claimed to having answered destiny's calls,
so he gave life to places long quiescent.
But gods had been merciless to his young age;
throughout the traveller's endless route
they had made apparent their growing rage;
hidden dangers appeared from the bruit.
He held onto sanity's smallest grain
fingers slipping through invisible ropes.
Broken symbols are all that remain
after the illusion of cruely stolen hopes.
His conscious is now much too frail,
and his words are now much too sinuous.
His impregnable diligence to no avail,
and his frenzied monol
Childhood Dreams.I remember that boy, as I sit here now, writing over a dusty keyboard. I remember his eyes—green and excited; full of life; eager to love; eager to learn. I remember that smile; that crooked grin with the two front teeth missing. I remember him running, chasing butterflies and determining the color of their wings as the sun would set behind a shadowy mountain.Childhood Dreams. in Short Stories More Like This
He loved the sun. It brought him great sorrow watching it dip behind that black figure of the hill.
'When I grow up, I'll find the sun behind that mountain.' He had said.
He loved the rain, too. He never cared about getting his clothes wet or muddy. He'd look up to the sky and l
Death's Lullaby.Life drained from its former passion,Death's Lullaby. in Free Verse More Like This
hung on the thin thread of luck.
The rules are simple, comical.
Either you stay still or you die.
Sinking deeper, engulfed in unwrought nigritude.
Slate black faces,
buried inside shadows of hoods,
approach.
Bony fingers cruddle grinning sculps,
caressing fear as if it were an infant.
Hollow screams echo eternally like a melody
through unsought caverns.
As Death sang a lullaby.
Demons.A hollow cell that once used to be human.Demons. in Free Verse More Like This
That's what's left from the old me.
I touch the place on my chest,
Where my heart used to be.
I feel the beating, but the heart is gone.
Was it ever really there?
And I wonder; am I made out of stone?
Cause the moments I feel are rare.
And I'm asking you now,
Now that my mind is clear.
Will you tell me how
I'm supposed to get rid of the fear?
How am I supposed to fight the demons,
When I don't know where my angels lay?
And how am I supposed to keep them at bay?
They're always there—in the back of my head.
Whispering. Slithering. Destroying.
Now I know I'd be better off dead
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Brainwashed.Correction leads to more faults,Brainwashed. in Concrete Poetry More Like This
and it can also breed perfection.
When they shut me in their vaults,
to prevent my inevitable objection,
they wrapped chains around my wrist
and forced my eyes closed;
taught me how not to resist
and how to stay composed.
I remember that day very clearly,
when the man in black came near.
He leaned close and whispered dearly,
'Son, love's the product of fear.'
Eyes searched for my own,
forcing me to nod.
As I, once again alone,
pretended to be awed.
They sat me down on the chair,
wooden-prickled restrictions,
I cowered away from their glare,
and agreed with their convictions.
Black, leather
The taste of blood."Tell me. Those voices. What do they do?"The taste of blood. in Free Verse More Like This
"They ... they talk."
"What do they talk about?"
"...Orders."
"They give you orders?"
"...Yes."
"What kind of orders?"
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Taste my blood,
crimson tears flowing in caverns of a hollow body.
Taste my blood,
liquid chains squeezing my achromatic lungs.
Taste my blood.
Taste my cries,
water that comes out as a bit too salty.
Taste my cries,
fake venom from snakes' tongues.
Taste my cries.
Taste my skin,
layer peeling off a plastic doll.
Taste my skin,
broken patterns of an ivy.
Taste my skin.
Taste my eyes,
I do not
In 2012, I...In 2012, I...In 2012, I... in Personal More Like This
[] Got a new piercing.
[] Dyed my hair.
[] Ended a relationship.
[] Started a new relationship.
[x] Been on a long car/bus journey.
[x] Passed an exam
[x] Met someone who's now an important part of my life.
[] Cried on someone's shoulder.
[] Had a massive fight with a boy/girl
[] Received flowers.
[] Had a Valentine.
[] Written a letter using pen & paper.
[] Gone to see a therapist
[x] Been prescribed medication by a doctor.
[x] Read a really good book.
[] Went to the zoo
[x] Spent too much money on unnecessary things.
[] Traveled by train.
[] Cried over a member of the opposite sex.
[] Spent the day out in the sun getting a tan.
[x] Slammed a door out of frustration.
[] Had an anxiety attack.
[] Babysat for a friend's child.
[] Had a BBQ
[] Went to the fair.
[] Went bowling.
[x] Seen a film at the cinema in 3D.
[x] Went on a date.
[x] Been the only sober one on a night out.
[] Helped someone home after they had been drinking.
[x] Stayed up all night.
[x]
A Single Fire Lily.The sky had started darkening when Zuko decided that trying to read the petition scroll he was holding was impossible. Cursing under his breath, he shoved it aside and used his hot hands to rub his eyes. For what seemed like the hundredth time of the long day, he let out a worried sigh. He had hardly got any work done that day, as his mind was travelling elsewhere: Mai.A Single Fire Lily. in Romance More Like This
The young knife-thrower was supposed to be at the palace this morning but the sun had now set and there was still no sign of her. After realizing that she wouldn't show up, he'd gone to her house only to have his concern escalated, as her mother told him that—as far as she kn
The First Kiss.Their hands linked,The First Kiss. in Free Verse More Like This
over the blanket of orange grass.
Afraid to blink,
as if the moment'd disappear in a flash.
He leaned close,
his fingers brushing her chestnut locks.
She held the rose,
he'd once given to her at the docks.
He stroked her cheek
and she closed her eyes.
So, next to the creek
and under the open skies;
he touched her lips with his own.
It was the only bliss,
they'd ever known.
Their first kiss.
ChristmasThe lights are already shining,Christmas in Free Verse More Like This
the gifts are under the tree,
Father Christmas arrives,
to bring me festive cheer!
Young ones and old ones play,
and the food... it's delicious!
With all my heart, I wish you
an occasion so joyous!
In the sky, the brightest star
shines especially for me.
You're also coming to celebrate.
Do you have a gift for me?
I give you my best wishes
for love, health, and a happy life,
A lot of money too!
And next year, let's celebrate one more time!
Lass in ScarletAre you an apparition?Lass in Scarlet in Free Verse More Like This
Why is your skin so fair?
The soft nocturnal breeze
gently fondles your hair.
I felt my blood freeze
when your gaze and mine first met.
The time stops while you move,
blonde lass in scarlet.
LegacyYou were there, I know,Legacy in Free Verse More Like This
working hard, I see,
giving the best of you
to give the best to me.
All that you have built,
all the things you've done,
an utopic world for us...
Then all is simply gone.
PAST!
Rumours are stronger than your actions,
we disguise and hide your legacy.
What about all that you have done?
Past! Now you're nothing for me.
ConclusionIt's hard when it comes the timeConclusion in Free Verse More Like This
you come to the conclusion
you have to open your eyes,
and face it:
It's just an illusion.
FrozenCan things simply fadeFrozen in Free Verse More Like This
in such a short period of time?
Where are those your feelings
you'd said you had? Where are mine?
I can no longer feel
the part of you that lived in me,
and when I try to remember your face
an indistinct blur is all I see.
With my hands I try to collect
what remains of us - all is broken!
How I wish I could feel something more
but my soul is dark, and my heart is frozen.
FearOpen your eyes to face your fears.Fear in Free Verse More Like This
let your heart sill, don't despair
Deep inside, you know you can't hide
danger hangs around, side by side.
You want to call for help, but... who?
No one is coming to rescue you.
You'll have to face, you'll have to fight,
deal with the shadows of the night,
be the winner of the game
- while mysterious voices utter your name.
Not a witch, a werewolf, a ghost...
This is exactly what you fear the most,
much scarier than all the rest.
You feel your heart heavy in your chest.
Enveloped in dread, you feel like blind,
someone is playing with your mind.
Then you know, you don't have a clue,
the monster is ins
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